Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 1245: Blood Stains a Thousand Miles

Qin Yi's gaze gradually turned cold.

"Snatch someone? Try it."

Li Zhaonan retreated on horseback, slowly drew his sword from his waist, pointed the tip at Qin Yi, and shouted, "Soldiers, hear my command! Qin Yi has murdered Lu Zhao, the War General, imprisoned the Princess, and has malicious intent. All of you, charge! Life and death are inconsequential; for anyone who wounds him with a blade or sword, there are a thousand gold coins. Whoever takes his head will receive ten thousand gold coins and be made Marquis."

The soldiers moving forward began to look fervent.

The world is bustling, all driven by profit.

In the face of great reward, there will be brave men.

In front of money, many things are easily overlooked, such as the disparity between the sides.

"Kill!"

Thousands of troops transformed into a torrent, rushing toward Qin Yi.

"Qin Yi, this is the consequence of your betrayal." Li Zhaonan sneered coldly.

"Betrayal? You use that word well. I will also make the person behind you know the consequence of betraying me."

As Qin Yi finished speaking, he leapt directly onto the top of the carriage, coldly gazing at the approaching troops.

"Since you act against me, you are Qin's enemy. I will stain this land with your blood."

He punched forward, and the Fist Light swept out like thunder.

"Boom!"

The ground shattered, flesh and blood flew, several dozen soldiers were directly torn apart by the Fist Light.

"Whoosh!"

Using two fingers like a blade, he casually slashed, and a terrifying crescent-shaped purple light swept forth.

The Purple Light flashed past, pushing across hundreds of meters; wherever it went, horse and men were severed at the waist.

Qin Yi raised his hand, and rolling Purple Light extended from his palm, instantly forming a massive blade over ten feet long.

God Slaying Blade.

A single slash fell.

The earth split open for dozens of feet, with flying debris stained with blood, hundreds transformed into flesh and blood.

Qin Yi's face was expressionless, forming the Sealing sign with one hand.

Wind Blade.

Howling winds surged, flying sand and rocks, innumerable Wind Blades turned into a Wind Blade Dragon, sweeping forth.

Where the Wind Blade Dragon passed, there were no screams, because the victims had no time to cry before they were shredded into a mist of blood.

In front, hundreds of meters were shrouded in a mist of blood, lingering.

The ground lay with dismembered limbs, blood flowed like rivers.

Li Zhaonan's eyes, exposed to the outside, were filled with fear, trembling all over; if not for tightly gripping the reins, he might have fallen off his horse.

In the blink of an eye, over a thousand men were dead, not one remaining.

"Go!"

Li Zhaonan spurred his horse, fleeing frantically, his horse's hooves splattering the bloodied mud on the ground.

Qin Yi stood atop the carriage, coldly watching Li Zhaonan's frantic retreat, indifferently saying, "Since you've decided to be my enemy, then I will let you witness the spectacle of bloodstaining miles."

"Go!"

Qin Yi spurred his horse forward; the Chasing Wind Horse unwillingly moved forward under Qin Yi's terrifying aura.

Half an hour later.

Qin Yi suddenly reined in his horse.

At this moment, he was in a gorge, with slopes on both sides; ahead were dense troops, a throng of people. Shadows flickered in the dense forest on the slopes on both sides.

"Qin Yi, I'll give you another chance: will you surrender?"

Li Zhaonan, devoid of previous terror, stood horseback in front of the troops, calling out to Qin Yi. He seemed to have forgotten his previous hound-like embarrassment.

Qin Yi remained silent, yet spurred his horse forward, showing no intent to stop; his attitude said it all.

Li Zhaonan's eyes turned vicious as he raised his sword, shouting fiercely, "Kill Qin Yi, earn ten thousand gold coins, become Marquis, charge!"

With a command, thousands of soldiers charged wildly.

In the dense forest at the sides, the sound of arrows cutting through the air resounded, a dense swarm of sharp arrows like locusts, blotting out the sky, shooting toward Qin Yi.

Qin Yi formed the Sealing sign with one hand.

"Buzz!"

A dazzling purple barrier expanded, directly protecting the carriage.

"Clang clang clang!"

Tens of thousands of arrows couldn't penetrate the barrier; the arrows ricocheted away, covering the ground around the carriage with a thick layer of arrows.

The tips of these arrows gleamed black, clearly coated in venom.

Qin Yi slowly raised his hand, the ground's countless arrows quivered lightly, then all suspended in the air.

Then, with a flick of his fingers, tens of thousands of arrows shot out.

In an instant, the soldiers charging ahead were engulfed by arrows.

Screams echoed chaotically, as if one was in Hell.

Massive swathes of soldiers fell, like wheat being harvested.

Arrows have no eyes, yet they're deadly.

Some were turned into porcupines, some had their throats pierced, some were shot through the heart, or forehead. Some struck in non-lethal places, wailing miserably, but the poison on the arrows quickly weakened their cries, the sound ultimately stopping.

Tens of thousands of arrows claimed a thousand lives.

The road ahead was already blocked by corpses, blood flowed like rivers, snaking a glaring river of blood across the ground.

Lu Zhaonan's face was pale, his side still had hundreds of soldiers, but each was like a startled bird, retreating timidly.

"Release the arrows." Chen Zhaonan shouted in terror.

"Whoosh whoosh...!"

The piercing sound of arrows cutting through the air struck toward Qin Yi, a dense swarm of arrows blotting out the sky.

Qin Yi's gaze was as tranquil as an ancient well, forming the Sealing sign with both hands.

"Whoosh!"

The strong wind arose, flying sands and rocks.

The wind transformed into Wind Blades, forming the Wind Blade Dragon, sweeping out.

"Clang clang clang!"

Sparks flew in all directions in the air.

The number of Wind Blades far exceeded that of the arrows, shattering them in the air.

The Wind Blade howled, rushing into the dense forest; in an instant, swaths of ancient trees fell, pulverized by the Wind Blades, boulders shattered, the forest echoed with eerie screams like wails from hell.

The Wind Blade raged for several minutes, leaving no ancient trees on the slopes, no boulders, nothing remained but crimson blood flowing as streams.

Li Zhaonan swayed, almost tumbling off his horse.

"Retreat, quickly retreat!"

Li Zhaonan screamed frantically, turning his horse to flee wildly.

The hundreds of soldiers had already been terrified witless, scattering in all directions like birds and beasts.

Qin Yi's mouth subtly curved, raised his hand, and the howling winds rolled, sweeping away the corpses blocking the path, clearing the road.

"Go!"

The carriage moved slowly forward, leaving two long, bloody tracks on the ground.

Another half an hour passed.

Qin Yi encountered Li Zhaonan again.

This time, just like before, Li Zhaonan's eyes showed no fear.

Because this time, behind him stood five thousand fully armed soldiers.

"Qin Yi, I'll give you one more..."

Before he could finish, Qin Yi used two fingers as a blade, slashing through the air, a fierce light roaring out, sweeping across, instantly decapitating over a dozen, heads rolling everywhere, arterial blood spurting like fountains.

Li Zhaonan shouted loudly, "Kill Qin Yi, obtain ten thousand gold coins, become Marquis."

Greed overwhelmed their minds.

Five thousand soldiers charged fiercely, like a torrent.

The ten thousand gold coins, the title of Marquis, belonged to only one person, but everyone wanted it, everyone wanted to be the lucky one.

However, they didn't foresee facing the Blood Shura, not even the goddess of fortune could protect them.

Qin Yi formed the Sealing sign.

"Chirp!"

The piercing screech shattered gold, split stone, striking the soul, hundreds of charging soldiers became dizzy, falling from their horses, and before they could rise, they were trampled into meat paste by those behind.